Somehow one can't help feel that the essential nob joke is getting lost in all this frivolous talk of historical facts. Facts, which as we all know, can be interpreted in an infinite number of ways.

Some Indians got killed. some soldiers got killed. It was very sad for the people who knew tham.

I think I mentioned elsewhere that I was reading Ellen Poulsen's interesting book about the women who were connected with the Dillinger gang - 'don't call us molls' - is the title. Bloody miserable lives - they had.

Somehow you can't help but feel we are all voyeurs into this misery of people who died long ago, and maybe we should concentrate more on people we can help. Either that or come up with a decent nob joke.

from whence do you hale Terribus, I always had you down as a Brit?